The Family breakfast

At the breakfast table, Dalton sits surrounded by his family members. His mom, Lyra, stares at him. "My dear son, have you been practicing your magic?" she asks.

"No! Why would I do something so useless?" Dalton replies. "I would rather learn spearmanship."

His father, Corvin, scowls. "Spearmanship is for peasants. We are magical beings; we don't need to do something so pointless, my child."

Dalton, at the age of fifteen, gets up angrily, throws his plate down, and storms out of the room. Corvin looks at Lyra and sighs. "When will he learn that as an ice spirit, he doesn't need to learn the spear?" Corvin says.

Lyra murmurs to herself, "Maybe we should let him do what he wants for now."

Dalton rushes outside and heads toward the town. After an hour, he arrives at the town of Sunreach. He then goes toward the tavern and orders a tall glass of juice.